Your self control makes me feel alone I've tried confidence, had it for breakfast today I've lost the perfection, a mess without words (And) As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore The image I project - me without me The picture that I scanned is borrowed
After the education, you stopped making sense to me Seems to me that it's all the same, time and time and time and time again. Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie To aim and miss, my supernatural art Spending to much time with myself Trying to explain who I am
How come it's possible I wish there was a way (Suddenly) I feel so invincible I'm the sculpture made of clay
I need someone to break the silence before it all falls apart I need something to cling onto before I break you in parts
So afraid of what you may think And all the plastic people that surrounds me I have to find the path to where it all begins To teach the world my supernatural art
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